Primordial Forbidden Zone First Elder, Mo Ao

At this moment, a Great Saint-level powerhouse descended, hailing from the Primordial Forbidden Zone.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The pressure of a Great Saint realm expert blanketed the heavens and earth, shaking the entire realm. The cultivators near Imperial Mountain trembled.

He stood in the void, and the ripples of battle around him instantly ceased. The assembled experts from Flying Immortal Sacred Land, Ten Directions Sacred Hall, and Azure Sky Dao Sect were filled with wariness.

A Great Saint realm expert had already reached the limit of the Saint realm, possessing true supreme authority—far beyond what ordinary Saint realm cultivators could compare to.

What's more, this was Mo Ao, the First Elder of the Primordial Forbidden Zone. He was a being who had once made countless sacred lands and immortal sects across the Three Thousand Dao Provinces tremble. Though he had always remained within the Forbidden Zone, his name was a taboo among older cultivators.

Now, as he appeared, many of the older generation recognized him!

"Hiss... it's actually him showing up!!!"

"It's been so long. Last time he appeared, he stirred up no small waves in the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain!"

"It seems the Primordial Forbidden Zone truly values their Imperial Son, to have him secretly guarding!"

With white hair and beard, some elders near Imperial Mountain stared in shock at Mo Ao, not daring to speak his name, their faces full of fear.

For a Great Saint realm expert to be secretly protecting someone—even someone of Ye Ming's status—was somewhat excessive.

Boom!

A figure appeared before Ye Ming—Mo Ao. His face was dignified, his robe gold, and his aura far surpassed that of the elders from Flying Immortal Sacred Land, Ten Directions Sacred Hall, and Azure Sky Dao Sect.

"You killed the Holy Son of our Ten Directions Sacred Hall. For this blood debt, the Primordial Forbidden Zone must give an explanation!"

The voice of a Ten Directions Sacred Hall expert rang out. Though they feared Mo Ao as the First Elder, Long Hao's importance to the sect meant his death was not something a few elders could decide on their own.

"Exactly! Our sect's Dao Son was born with a natural Sword Body, and your Imperial Son killed him. How do we settle this score?"

An Azure Sky Dao Sect expert spoke in fury.

"Release our Sacred Land's Saintess!"

The Flying Immortal Sacred Land members refused to back down either.

Imperial Mountain was a righteous ground in the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain, giving these sects some confidence. They thought: No matter how strong the Primordial Forbidden Zone is, with so many of us gathered here, they'll have to think twice.

But at this moment, Mo Ao, the First Elder of the Primordial Forbidden Zone, sneered, his face full of mockery.

"Heh... Two pieces of trash. Dying at the hands of my clan's Imperial Son is their blessing!"

"As for some insignificant Saintess—letting her serve my clan's Imperial Son as a slave or maid, or even be a cauldron—that's her reaching above her station!"

His voice was harsh, overbearing, and utterly domineering.

Mo Ao's gaze swept contemptuously over the opposing experts and Liu Mingyue, who was slung over Ye Ming's shoulder. He smiled coldly, showing no regard for them at all.

"Uh..."

Ye Ming watched this scene, his expression thoughtful.

He realized he had still been too low-key. He had thought himself already forceful and domineering enough, but seeing his own First Elder now, he understood what true dominance, tyranny, and unreasonableness really meant.

The truth was, Ye Ming hadn't yet grasped his own real status. Whether as the Imperial Son of the Forbidden Zone, or as the Primordial Demonic Body that would eventually surpass all physiques and break the Eternal Extreme Realm—

Either way, in the eyes of all the Forbidden Zone's elders, his importance surpassed everything else.

"Hmph! The Primordial Forbidden Zone truly is overbearing!"

A voice rang out, filled with anger—it was an elder from Ten Directions Sacred Hall.

"Fine then. If that's the case, let's fight. Even if we pay any price today, we'll make sure this little beast's body dies and his dao perishes!"

Faced with the Primordial Forbidden Zone's tyranny, Flying Immortal Sacred Land, Ten Directions Sacred Hall, and Azure Sky Dao Sect had no more words—only battle remained.

"It seems this old man hasn't acted in so long that scum like you dare to throw your weight around in front of me."

The First Elder, Mo Ao, sneered coldly. His aura swelled, his body wrapped in endless demonic mist. Within his pupils, light surged—deep, sharp, and terrifying.

Around him, countless runic lights rose into the air. Mysterious and complex Dao Patterns ascended. His golden robe fluttered, and though his figure seemed unremarkable, it was as if the entire world trembled beneath his feet.

"Kill!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battle erupted once more. The place boiled over. Endless void trembled and shattered. Mo Ao fought against several enemy experts, his blurred figure appearing in the sky, radiating an overwhelming, vast aura.

His presence was too powerful. Heaven and earth changed color, the cosmos shook. Even a single wisp of his aura crushed ten thousand miles of sky.

The majesty of a Great Saint realm expert was nothing ordinary Saint realm cultivators could match. An unprecedented, terrifying might enveloped all directions.

"No good—flee!"

"We're all in the Saint realm, but the gap is this huge!"

At this moment, the several Saint realm experts from Flying Immortal Sacred Land, Ten Directions Sacred Hall, and Azure Sky Dao Sect—even combined—could not match the First Elder Mo Ao. They stumbled back, disheveled, staggering, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, grievously wounded!

"Die!"

An utterly cold voice rang out. A single hand—Mo Ao's attack—blotted out the sky. Chaotic Demonic Qi cascaded down like a waterfall for ten thousand zhang, each strand capable of crushing the void. It descended upon the group of experts with murderous intent.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This power was too terrifying—splitting heaven and earth, crushing the firmament, stirring up towering waves and endless storms.

"Hiss! This old geezer is this strong?"

At this moment, Ye Ming stared at the scene, shock in his eyes. Only now did he realize that the First Elder, who always wore a kind face beside him, was actually this formidable.

"Heh, Imperial Son, Elder Mo Ao was once an existence that made countless sects in the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain tremble. Rest assured!" A voice sounded beside Ye Ming—it was Blood Soul and the other two elders, brimming with confidence.

"With the Grand Elder here, there's no need for us three old-timers to make a move!"

A battle at the Saint Realm—such a sight was rare even across the entire Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain. Countless watching cultivators and prodigies were stunned, their hairs standing on end, their hearts filled with dread, their expressions frozen as they stood dumbfounded.

"Hiss! So this is the power of the Great Saint Realm!"

"Hmph! The Primordial Forbidden Zone sure coddles its own, sending a Great Saint Realm cultivator to secretly protect him!"

"If you want that, go ahead—try asking your sect's Grand Elder to secretly protect you?"

A Great Saint Realm cultivator was the deepest foundation of countless sects. Many prodigies shuddered at the thought—if they dared utter such words, they'd probably be slapped to death by their sect's strongmen on the spot...